Outside the city of Soil, Luangu was suspended in mid-air, with earthy yellow waves swirling around him like a dragon.
The astonishing aura emanating from him sent chills down the spine of passersby.
Luangu sat in the air, exuding a murderous atmosphere, ready to assassinate someone!
But who is worth Luangu waiting desperately to assassinate?
Those who were fortunate to witness the battle fifteen days ago knew that Luangu was waiting for the Meteorite.
However, in their view, the Meteorite would definitely not appear again.
After all, everyone was well aware of Luangu's strength.
The Meteorite was not Luangu's match at all.
"How long do you think before the Meteorite reappears?" Someone asked curiously on the city wall.
